
Originally Posted by
cunt_hunter
Little bit about me. I'm 27, and handsome, I'm a little short, but broad and I lift. to sum it up, I look like a bear-mode Brad Pitt. Not bragging, but over the course of my life I've been told I look like BP thousands of times. usually by drunk, horny, older women... but still! I ain't ugly. Living in Portland Or. my look usually goes over well with the ladies. Anyway. I fucking love stripclubs. I feel it on a spiritual level. What you ladies do for our repressed, sex negative society is so important. you're the caretakers of a long lost erotic ritual and I sincerely appreciate the service you provide to American men such as myself. so to my question at hand. legitimate erotic attraction in the club, or just my money? is it possible, am I delusional?
I feel like I'm a non-traditional strip club customer. Or at least I rarely run into guys like me at the bar. I'm youngish, always go in alone, I usually hang out at the bar, quiet, meditative, I always say no when approached to do dances, I prefer to approach a girl when I'm ready. I always have a different girl, and when I'm done with the roster I usually start going to a different club. PDX has thousands...
I've gotten some in club extras before, and I've had explicit offers to "hangout" outside the club. these have usually been from lower end places, and drunk/strungout girls. I'm not stupid, I can recognize explicit offers from girls. where I have trouble is in identifying when a top shelf, sober dancer is actually interested in me or not.
So twice in recent weeks I've had questionable moments of co-attraction happen with a dancer. first story: I approach a girl I like, tell her I'd like some dances. She takes me to the back and starts grinding on my lap. I start getting excited and fidget a little to get my growing erection to a more comfortable local. at this point she grabs my hands and places them on her hips, and starts riding. as song one progressess to song two my hands begin to wander. She is permissive. I fondle my way around her body as she enthusiastically grinding rhythmically against my now fully erect organ . by turn three I decide to relax, cool off. she is sweaty from the effort, she pulls her long black hair up and I massage her neck shoulders and back, I pull her back kiss her on the neck and tell her I'm done with a light spanking.
so this was probably one of the hottest dances I've ever received. It was amazing, left me thinking about it for days. but what fucked with my mind the most was the first thing she said after standing up. Breathlessly, "Do you live around here?" I say, no. I live some distance off, where do you live. she answers also off in the distance. even further than I. then she asks me if I want her work number. A first for me. I type it into my phone and say that I'll see her around.
then I do something foolish. I pick her up in a hug and say, "I want to fuck you so bad, but I'm drunk." then I put her down, turn around and leave the club.
So my question is, was she down to fuck? was she trying to turn tricks? or am I just getting played.
the whole thing kinda sent my head spinning, how does one politely ask a girl if she is a prostitute? just checking? lol.
A different girl, same club, few weeks later. while onstage she comes over to me, does a little move and whispers in my ear, "you're sexy." well played. I am sexy, and I love being complimented by beautiful women.
Some time later I ask her for dances. This experiences was a hard one to fully describe. Totally different style than the other girl. and way less intimate, at first. but I still got this feel like she may have been legitimate attracted to me. This one was younger >21, pretty, petite, blonde. She seemed much more afraid of getting "in trouble" that she said there were security cameras everywhere. In same room I was in previously with the more experienced dancer who either didn't know this, or didn't care. she asked me if I had gotten dances here before, I shrugged, said yeah. over the course of the session (3 songs) she visibly relaxed. She asked me awkwardly, seemingly out of the blue "Do you like anal." My reaction was comical. "Fuck yeah I like anal, who doesn't." guess what, I like blowjobs too. big surprise. lol. She kissed me a dry ass kiss on the lips, but then she sucked my finger!? I lost it. I sat up and drunkenly asked her, "Do you need a man girl?" I don't really remember her reaction in think she just smiled... pretty sure I'm getting played by this point.
but when we finish and I fork it over she starts talking to me about her plans to start a yoga studio and how she wants to talk to me again before she scampers off to dance on stage.
I wouldn't say that I go to clubs specifically to try and pick up strippers. usually I go to meditate, to relax, to get my mind right. Should I be more explicit next time I feel like their might be something, like a simple "hey, do you want to hangout sometime?" sounds so lame, but I guess I'd get a solid yes or no?
also, have you ever had a customer give you an orgasm via lapdance? before I developed a "new girl every time spending stratgy" I used to get dances from this one chick and I swear to god she was getting off on me. She acted like she loved me. of course I was paying her to get off on me, what's not to love about that arrangement? It was hot none the less... could have been an act, but I mean can one really fake a no holds barred, sweating, shivering, exhausted, orgasmic slam jam like this? she recognized me years later at a different club and said I'd gotten "way hotter." which is true. I wish I could say the same for her...
firstpost, be gentle.
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